[Seeking the Way] (1-2)

Her jet-black hair fluttered in the wind, and her delicate white hands gripped a three-foot-long sword, pointing it at the nearly two hundred thousand
enemy soldiers ahead. Even amidst the fierce battle, the woman exuded an ethereal aura and heroic spirit, completely disregarding the numerical
disparity between the two sides.
A short sliver of celestial light shot from the sword's tip, while countless seemingly simple yet
intricate patterns appeared on her clothing, gathering and concentrating the surrounding celestial energy onto the sword in her hand.
"Sword rise," a clear and elegant voice rang out from the woman, completely different from her otherworldly demeanor
—gentle and beautiful, yet carrying supreme majesty.
A three-zhang-long phantom sword hovered before her, its shadow absorbing a massive amount of celestial energy,
instilling fear in every enemy warrior from the depths of their hearts.
They came from the Demon Realm, having fought their way through countless life-or-death battles to become part of the Immortal-Demon War; they should
be fearless and even see challenging the strong as a path to advancement. Unfortunately, the woman's cultivation was exceptionally high. She was
the daughter of the only Immortal Emperor in the Immortal Realm, and had already surpassed the realm of ordinary Immortal Venerables, only a hair's breadth away from becoming an Immortal Emperor.
"Slash!" Her tone was flat, but the giant sword phantom hovering before her slashed down, ignoring
the defensive treasures and spells cast by the demon army. It struck without hindrance, leaving no
trace; over two hundred thousand demon soldiers were wiped out in a single strike.
As the most dazzling and radiant daughter of the Immortal Realm, becoming an Immortal Venerable at the youngest age, such a powerful
move had taken a toll. However, the situation in the Immortal Realm was not optimistic. A rebellion had only occurred a thousand years before the Immortal-Demon War
, resulting in the deaths of many geniuses and powerful immortals.
Even though her father, the only Immortal Emperor of the era, could suppress the opposing Demon Emperor, there
was a numerical difference between Immortal Venerables and Demon Venerables. Including the woman, there were only three Immortal Venerables, while the opposing side had eight Demon Venerables. As
for the ranks of Xuanxian, Shangxian, Jinxian, Tianxian, and Dixian, the difference in numbers was even greater, which is why
the woman, a Celestial Venerable, had to personally fight the demon army.
After annihilating the demon army, the woman had to rest on the spot to regulate the turbulent immortal energy within her body
. After setting up a defensive formation, she sat cross-legged and began practicing her cultivation in the Five Hearts Facing Heaven posture. Her usually peaceful and docile immortal
energy, due to its connection with the demon realm, carried a trace of violence. In addition, the demon army had been stationed there not long ago,
and although they were no longer there, their cultivation had increased its wildness and chaos.
After a long while, the woman slapped her jade hand on the center of her chest and spat out a mouthful of blood, which landed
on a small white flower not far away. This mouthful of blood contained a trace of the woman's life essence, implicitly containing the bloodline she inherited from the only Celestial Emperor
.
This was all because she had been fighting continuously for nearly three months, patrolling various parts of the Immortal Realm as a Celestial Venerable. The mutated
immortal spiritual energy accumulated within her body was nearing its limit, and then it was activated by the spell she had just released. She ultimately decided to use a sliver of her own
lifeblood as a conduit to gather the uncontrollable immortal energy before expelling it from her body.
After recovering slightly, the woman stood up. Although she saw the small flower, now weakened and stained with blood,
her mind was still preoccupied with the situation in the Immortal Realm. The terrain was in their hands, but unfortunately, the difference in strength was significant, and the invading
demon army still held the upper hand.
"Fate is such, I can only do my best." The woman had intended to try to glimpse the secrets of heaven and see if she could see through the fog-like future after her injuries healed
, but unfortunately, she still couldn't calculate any results. Even such a woman of exceptional talent and beauty
could only sigh, then summoned her flying sword and continued to sense the changes in the weather and spiritual energy of the Immortal Realm, searching for the location of the demon army.
Eighty
-one longswords, each representing a different kind of suffering, ultimately evolved into a cage of life.
The Demon Emperor, clad in black and with long red hair, unleashed his hidden trump card.
The Only Immortal Emperor had been on guard since the start of the war, but he never imagined that
the Demon Emperor, who always relied on unconventional methods and offensive tactics, would use a sealing technique as his trump card. By the time he realized the danger, he was already
trapped, and escaping would take considerable time.
"The delightful slaughter begins," the Demon Emperor said in a joyful voice, then
released a boneless girl from his personal cave, connecting her to the longswords forming the cage, making
her the core of the sword array.
Judging solely from cultivation level, the Only Immortal Emperor could tell that the girl was only at the peak of the Mahayana stage, barely reaching the Earth Demon realm. However,
to his surprise, when the core was changed from the Demon Emperor to the girl, it actually became more solid.
"Strange, isn't it?" the Demon Emperor said with amusement. "The blades of the Life Cage were all
forged using her spine as the main material, along with bones from other parts of her body. Also, to avoid any quality degradation caused by premature birth, I
gave her ample time to live for over ten thousand years before collecting enough materials."
The eighty-one long blades were like the girl's clones, sharing her life and evenly distributing damage. Combined with
the array, although the Only Immortal Emperor could definitely break this cage, the Demon Emperor wanted to buy
himself some time to kill other immortals.
Although the Demon Emperor was at a disadvantage in his fight with the Only Immortal Emperor, he was no match for any of the other immortals. Whether Golden Immortal or Upper Immortal, they were all reduced to minced meat with a wave of his hand, until 　　he stopped this indiscriminate slaughter
at the hands of an old man holding a gourd . 　　 "Immortal Venerable Nahu? The oldest immortal?" The Demon Emperor's casual strike, though parried, did little to halt his slaughter of the immortals. He 　　transformed his left hand into a fist, unleashing a punch with fifty percent of his power. The overwhelming demonic energy instantly trapped Immortal Venerable Nahu, leaving him 　　unable to advance or retreat. "The oldest immortal, living for so many years yet unable to become an Immortal Emperor, only proves you're a piece of 　　trash!" 　　 After suppressing Immortal Venerable Nahu, the Demon Emperor turned again, slaughtering the remaining elite immortals. Just 　　as he launched his attack, an incomparably sharp sword aura pierced straight from the horizon. The sword aura was formless and intangible, yet faint 　　traces of the Great Dao could be discerned. 　　 "Empress Weiyue?" The sword aura, newly merged with the Dao, already possessed the qualifications to challenge the Demon Emperor. He recognized 　　the newcomer from this sword: Empress Weiyue, the only daughter of the One Immortal Emperor, possessing unparalleled beauty, already surpassing most Immortal Venerables and Demon Venerables 　　. "Unfortunately, what you have merged with is not the Dao you created, and..."

Empress Weiyue's bloodline and talent were considered top-tier even in the Immortal Realm. Had there not been a rebellion or
the Immortal-Demon War, she would undoubtedly have spent more time cultivating at a lower realm, striving to create her own Dao
. However, the Immortal Realm was weak, with only one Immortal Emperor and two Immortal Venerables at its peak, lacking the strength to contend with the Demon Army
. Therefore, Empress Weiyue abandoned her pursuit of her own Dao, choosing instead to merge with the Immortal Emperor's Dao, borrowing their shared bloodline
to gain strength surpassing the Immortal Venerable level. But this act tantamount to destroying her future opportunity to become an Immortal Emperor
.
"You are injured." When facing Empress Weiyue, the Demon Emperor finally drew his magical weapon. Seemingly just a fan
rib, green ghostly flames transformed into fan blades, which he then swung out to meet the sword energy.
A long river of emerald flames, carrying a chilling cold, rushed towards Empress Weiyue.
The sword energy capable of easily annihilating the demon army could only create ripples before the endless river of flames, ultimately being swept away and
vanished.
"Break!" This simple word contained supreme law, causing the entire Immortal Realm to tremble, completely responding to
the one who uttered it. The eighty-one longswords turned to dust after the voice fell, and the girl at the core of the formation
had her flesh torn open, blood gushing from her body until she exploded.
"Finally, you've used the power of words?" The Demon Emperor naturally knew what the Only Immortal Emperor had done. To become
an Immortal Emperor or Demon Emperor, one must possess their own true Dao, then merge it with the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, finally
becoming the 'only one' in the world. In this way, Immortal Emperors and Demon Emperors can be seen as living, conscious Great Daos of Heaven and Earth
, capable of directly using and even modifying them.
The power of the "Break" technique went far beyond simply shattering the cage of life; it also shattered the emerald river of flames,
breaking through the fist's power that was suppressing Immortal Venerable Nagu. The only Immortal Emperor in the Immortal Realm, when wielding the power of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, was practically
invincible.
Although his technique was broken, the Demon Emperor laughed. As someone of the same level, he naturally understood that wielding the Great
Dao of Heaven and Earth was equivalent to invincibility, only that this invincibility came at a price. Whether immortal or demonic,
both were fragile compared to the entire universe, and wielding the power of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth inevitably resulted in injury.
The Demon Emperor didn't intend to pursue immediately. His goal remained unchanged: to keep the only Immortal Emperor constantly wielding
the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, while simultaneously entangled in combat to prevent him from healing, ultimately achieving victory without a fight.
The only Immortal Emperor, having successfully escaped, unleashed a powerful punch on the demon army, riding the residual force of the Dao. Time and space
seemed to cease to exist. Without the overwhelming force that enveloped an area of dozens of miles, each demon soldier felt only as if they had been punched
. However, regardless of size or cultivation level, they were all pulverized by the Immortal Emperor's fist,
forming a red path of demon blood.
Seeing that the Only Immortal Emperor could actually borrow the remaining power of the Dao and combine it with other techniques, although he
had launched two attacks using the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, the physical damage was much less severe, perhaps only one and a half times.
Although things had exceeded expectations, witnessing such a high level of application of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth
would be of decisive help to the Demon Emperor's future cultivation.
"Retreat first," the Demon Emperor said solemnly, looking at the Only Immortal Emperor. "A truly excellent lesson; there will surely be
a great reward in the future."
They
arrived at the Immortal Palace, the residence of the Only Immortal Emperor. The battle seemed like a great victory, but only a few high-ranking members
knew that it was a Pyrrhic victory, and that the participants included the Only Immortal Emperor and Empress Weiyue, two
beings far surpassing the strength of Immortal Venerables.
"As it stands, the Celestial Army can only hold its ground, since apart from myself and Senior Nahu, there are no more Celestial Venerables left."
The woman standing beside the Only Celestial Emperor sighed before continuing, "Only seven Profound Immortals remain. Fortunately, after a series of
fierce battles, they have all gained some insights. If they have three to five hundred years, becoming Celestial Venerables shouldn't be a problem."
"Time..." The Only Celestial Emperor, who was incomparably majestic in the outside world, also put aside his usual serious expression in front of his beloved wife
: "After the battle just now, I can be sure that the Demon Emperor is determined to stall, constantly setting
traps to make me use the power of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth."
The woman's name was Yu Su, and she looked to be about thirty years old. She had a gentle personality and always wore plain clothes. In the Celestial
Realm, she was known as the Jade Su Immortal Queen. However, due to her past childbirth, her vital energy was damaged, and she was still only at the mid-stage of Celestial Venerable and
unable to break through. She couldn't suppress the Demon Venerables, who were top-tier combat forces, like her husband and daughter.
A silent atmosphere pervaded the air. The supremely powerful Immortal Emperor attempted to use the art of divination to find a way to reverse the situation
, but unfortunately, the two realms intersected, and the secrets of heaven influenced each other, making all predictions about the future shrouded in mist.
"Father, next time, why don't we join forces and see if we can kill the Demon Emperor?" Empress Weiyue
was similar to her father in personality, with a strong and unyielding will.
After a soft sigh, the Supreme Immortal Emperor finally spoke, "Yue'er, you haven't reached
the point where your own path merges with the great Dao of heaven and earth, so you don't understand the meaning of 'solely' or what 'invincible' power is."
"Eh?" As an Immortal Emperor, he wouldn't be surprised by such a small matter. Even while answering, he was still calculating
, but when he looked at his daughter, a glimpse of the future, heavily shrouded in mist, was revealed, thanks to
Empress Weiyue's destiny. A newly formed thread of destiny traversed billions of years, reaching the extremely distant future.
The vastness of the time span surprised even an Immortal Emperor like himself.
"Your Majesty." Yu Su, who had been by the side of the One Immortal Emperor day and night, was the first to notice the abnormality. She knew that the One
Immortal Emperor was trying to use the Yi Calculation to see the future, but the speed and amount of his immortal power consumption were extremely
rare. In the end, he still tried to awaken him.
When the One Immortal Emperor turned to look at his beloved wife, the heavenly secrets that had just been opened by a trace were glimpsed a little more
. The fate of Yu Su and Wei Yue was intertwined, and they did not separate even at the limit of his calculations. "Could this
be the so-called 'one that has vanished'?"
The One Immortal Emperor, who had fully awakened, tried to use everyone around him as subjects for the Yi Calculation, but apart from Immortal
Venerable Na Hu, the situation of others could not be seen clearly. This connection of realms was both a danger and
an opportunity for Immortal Venerable Na Hu. Perhaps it would allow him to find a path to advance further.
Since seeking the Dao, the only Immortal Emperor has never cared about the results obtained from the art of divination. This isn't because fate is unpredictable
, or whether the future can be changed; it's simply that he has no interest in prediction, as his expertise lies in the
Dao of Space. Although the future remains shrouded in mist, he can already discern some of its direction.
He, as the Immortal Emperor, will die in this battle, and his wife and daughter will be sealed away until the distant future
, until their destined time arrives. As for the Immortal Realm, it will still exist, and
the one who succeeds him as Immortal Emperor will likely be the Venerable Nahu.
One emperor, one era; an Immortal Emperor represents an era, because the Immortal Emperor unites his Dao with Heaven and Earth, making
the entire Immortal Realm guided by his Dao. If the Immortal Emperor naturally exhausts his lifespan,
the Dao he represents will slowly but gradually fade into silence, restoring balance to the various Daos of Heaven and Earth, until a new immortal can
merge with the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth and become a new Immortal Emperor.
However, if death is accidental, the Great Dao suddenly loses a pillar, causing the collapse of all heavens and
the obscurity of all Daos, hence the term 'Heavenly Collapse'. After a Heavenly Collapse, cultivation becomes extremely difficult, and it takes a very long time to recover
. During this period, even those with exceptional talent often find themselves unable to make any progress, even after years of cultivation.
"Yu Su, you and Yue'er can come find me later." The Only Immortal Emperor finally
spoke again after sorting through the future he had glimpsed. But the immortals present could see that he had suffered great losses. To
calculate the future under the circumstances of two opposing Heavenly Daos and the complete obscuring of Heavenly Secrets was something even an Immortal Emperor like himself couldn't guarantee, or perhaps
only those who achieved Immortal Emperor status through the Dao of Time had the certainty. "Everyone else, please leave first. Elder Immortal Venerable Na Hu, please stay for now."
"Your Majesty, what did you see?" Only after he and the Only Immortal Emperor were left in the hall did Elder Immortal Venerable Na Hu raise
the question in his heart.
"Nahu, recalling those days, I too once sought your guidance." Perhaps he gained some insight into the future;
though he couldn't know the details, at least he saw the Immortal Realm continue, allowing him to let go of many attachments.
"Emperor! Why do you speak like this?" Nahu Immortal Venerable's title as the eldest was not undeserved. While the Only Immortal Emperor was still
diligently cultivating at the Human Immortal and Earth Immortal realms, he had already become an Immortal Venerable and had once guided the Only
Immortal Emperor in his youth.
"The Immortal Realm is entrusted to you." The Only Immortal Emperor had already understood what he should do; all he needed to
do next was arrange his affairs, for as an Immortal Emperor, he had a responsibility to prioritize the well-being of all beings in the Immortal Realm.
Nahu Immortal Venerable's years had not been wasted; with his rich experience, he understood the Only Immortal Emperor's
plans upon hearing these words, and also knew why he had been chosen. After the collapse of the heavens, the Great Dao was obscured. Even for the current Xuan Immortals
, even those who had gained some understanding, advancing to the level of Immortal Venerable was extremely difficult, let alone becoming an Immortal
Emperor.
"Rest assured, I won't give the Demon Realm a chance." The only Immortal Emperor's gaze was no longer on the present, nor on 　　 this
place. Having merged with the Great Dao of the Immortal Realm, he was using the omnipresent Dao to probe the location of all the demon armies. Once
everything was ready, he would launch a fatal attack, ultimately causing the Demon King to perish in the Immortal Realm as well. 　　 Time flows on, and the relentless passage of years can change countless things that were once unbreakable. For example, originally there was only 　　the Immortal Realm, but through the hands of the Three Immortal Emperors, hundreds of lower-level spirit realms and 　　mortal realms serving as foundations and subordinate spirit realms were derived, all connected by the same Great Dao of Heaven and Earth. 　　 Billions of cultivators across the world seek the Dao, their goals nothing more than immortality, bringing glory to their lineage, and revenge. But 　　Wang Jingyang, residing in a certain mortal realm, felt different from others. Originally an ordinary office worker on Earth, he 　　inexplicably won the lottery of transmigration, and his cultivation goals differed in his two lifetimes. 　　 He attended a third-rate university and struggled to survive in a company, but like Yue Fei, whose name was tattooed with 　　the four characters "Serve the Country with Utmost Loyalty," it became a reflection of his life. In his previous life, his chest and back were as if etched with the words "Utter Poverty," 　　and no matter how hard he tried, he could not escape the hardships of life. 　　 Now, he is a disciple of the Sunrise Sect, but unlike other combat or research-oriented disciples, 　　he is much more mature and composed than his peers, and is specifically in charge of the Scripture Pavilion. 　　 "The entire Scripture Pavilion doesn't even have a single book of the 18+ category, or even any miscellaneous books. 　　Will cultivating immortality to the end lead to impotence?" While putting the books back, seeing that no one was around, Wang Jingyang couldn't help but mutter 　　to himself. 　　 It's not that there are no records related to sex at all; dual cultivation techniques are one major category. However, 　　the Sunrise Sect originated from a major sect in the East, a branch of a prestigious sect. Dual cultivation techniques, which are almost like tricks, are not 　　very common, and the quality of the collected ones is not high. 　　 Reborn at the tender age of eleven, Wang Jingyang possessed the soul of a mature man beneath his youthful appearance. In his previous life 　　, he was forced into transmigration before even having a girlfriend and losing his virginity, giving him an insatiable interest in women. Unfortunately, the cultivation world 　　strictly separated men and women, preventing him from even reading light novels to alleviate his inner turmoil. 　　 The first hurdle in cultivation wasn't any particular technique or qi/body training; the prerequisite was literacy 　　. Without it, one couldn't even understand the techniques, let alone begin cultivation. Therefore, the initial disciples recruited by various sects 　　—a large group of teenagers and young men in their late teens and early twenties from rural areas—had to dedicate their first three years to studying diligently 　　. The next two years were required to reach the qi refining stage to become formal disciples. 　　 Because of his university education from his previous life, although he was a science student, his foundation was quite strong. He 　　grasped written language faster than others, and his comprehension was almost instantaneous. He passed the literacy test after just over a year and 　　entered the practice stage in less than two years. Due to his young age, he was assigned to the Scripture Pavilion. 　　 "Men are Yang, women are Yin, Yin nourishes Yang, Yin follows Yang, Yin..." After finishing his work, 　　Wang Jingyang sat resting in the pavilion, chanting words that sounded like incantations. Soon after, he let out a big yawn. 　　As always, expecting to read about dual cultivation techniques in the form of erotic stories, it was only natural that he would find it boring and want to sleep 　　. 　　 Putting down the notebook containing the 'Yin-Yang Harmony Technique,' Wang Jingyang, sitting on the ground, looked up at the sky and sighed, expressing 　　his pent-up frustration.

Before he could dwell on his frustration for long, a sudden, delicate hand slapped him hard on the head from behind.
Standing prominently behind him was a pretty young woman, but from her slightly trembling eyebrows and cold, indifferent gaze
, anyone could tell she was furious.
"Senior Sister Lin!" Upon recognizing the person, Wang Jingyang bowed, his head in his hands.
In Yaoyang Palace, those who imparted cultivation techniques to newly initiated disciples were the most skilled and knowledgeable among their peers; they
were called Senior Brothers or Senior Sisters. Therefore, to the disciples, they were like half-masters, holding a revered position
.
In Wang Jingyang's lineage, the Scripture Pavilion, Lin Meiqing was their Senior Sister. As the granddaughter of the former Pavilion Master, she
had read extensively since childhood and undergone numerous trials to become their Senior Sister at the tender age of sixteen.
"Do you know what you're looking at?" Lin Meiqing's tone was extremely stern, her beautiful eyes fixed intently
on the name of the cultivation technique.
"The Yin-Yang Harmony Technique is a type of dual cultivation method." Having lived two lives, Wang Jingyang naturally knew he had to utilize
his youth and feign a diligent learning attitude. "But I still don't understand. Didn't
it say before that spiritual roots are divided into Yin and Yang, and everyone possesses them? But why does it say that men are Yang and women are Yin? And
what does dual cultivation mean? Does it mean two people hold hands and cultivate together?"
Seeing her junior brother's ignorant expression and his frank expression of doubts after being questioned, Lin Meiqing couldn't bring herself to
be angry with him. He clearly didn't understand dual cultivation at all, treating it as just an ordinary technique.
Her small mouth opened and closed several times before finally letting out a soft sigh. Feeling guilty for not fulfilling her responsibilities as the senior sister, Lin Meiqing
said, "If you have any questions in the future, just ask me. You don't have to wait until the day of the transmission of skills." After leaving these words, Lin Meiqing
drifted away, taking with her the Yin-Yang Harmony Technique that had been on the ground.
Unlike the War Hall, Medicine Hall, Weaponry Hall, and Talisman Academy, which each have their own specialized departments and are the preferred choice for most people
, the Scripture Pavilion is not like the Foreign Affairs Department, the Ministry of Internal Affairs, or the Law Enforcement Bureau, which wield significant internal and external power. In most people's eyes, the
Scripture Pavilion is only for a group of people who are neither high nor low in ability and have the potential to be bookworms, so the number of people there has
never been large.
Even though the number of people is small, the Scripture Pavilion still follows tradition, with senior brothers and sisters only
giving lectures and answering questions for fellow disciples on the day of the transmission of skills; only a few with good relationships can receive some extra guidance privately
.
Now, Lin Meiqing's words mean that Wang Jingyang can ask her questions at any time, which is
of profound significance.
Watching the beautiful figure that has already gone far away, it took Wang Jingyang a while to come to his senses from his ecstasy. Things
have developed completely beyond his imagination. He originally only intended to find some erotic stories to read, but he has unexpectedly gained
benefits that others cannot imagine. It is truly an indescribable stroke of luck.
"Never mind, I'll go back to my room first." Having learned he no longer needed to return the books, Wang Jingyang dusted off his
clothes and turned to leave.
The
room was simply furnished, containing only a bed, a round table, two chairs, and a bedside cabinet for
storing miscellaneous items. This was the room assigned to all the newly initiated disciples, with essentially identical layouts.
For Wang Jingyang, hailing from the technological age, the most unfamiliar thing after transmigrating was using the restroom, but this
automatically disappeared after joining the sect. The toilet, resembling the design of the technological world, and
the water supply system that utilized the energy of heaven and earth for flushing, always made him marvel at how people, no matter where they were, would still create
similar things.
After settling comfortably on the toilet, Wang Jingyang clasped his hands together, closed his eyes, and appeared completely focused
on relieving himself.
The next instant, he found himself in a vast space, the surrounding spiritual energy nearly twice as dense. Directly in front of him
stood a magnificent palace, the stone slabs at the main entrance bearing inscriptions in a script he couldn't understand.
Inside the hall lay two stunningly beautiful women, their features vaguely similar, suggesting they were likely mother and daughter.
The woman on the left, around thirty years old, was at the peak of her beauty,
her full breasts seemingly about to burst forth, always captivating Wang Jingyang. Even through her clothing, her buttocks, beneath her slender waist,
exuded a fleshy, elastic quality.
Lying quietly on the right was a girl of eighteen or nineteen, just transitioning from naivety to maturity, brimming
with youthful vitality. Her breasts, concealed by her clothing, rose and fell gently, her breathing extremely slow
, like a sleeping princess in a fairy tale, awaiting a prince's kiss to awaken her.
What was most peculiar about them was their aura. Even though they had been asleep for an unknown period of time, and even with
the transparent protective barrier, Wang Jingyang still sensed an aura of superiority, nobility, and inviolability.
Perhaps the natives of this cultivation world would accept it naturally, but for Wang Jingyang, it only had the opposite
effect, arousing his interest in humiliating these powerful women and noble ladies. Whenever he looked at these two overly beautiful faces
, he felt his blood rush to his lower body, only to be prevented from becoming a reality due to his youth.
It all began two months ago, in the dead of night, in the mountains where the newly recruited outer disciples and the initiating disciples lived
, a dazzling light suddenly appeared. That night, countless powerful figures from the Sun Palace went out, supposedly to discover
the inheritance site of an ancient sect that had long since disappeared, and it was said that they had also obtained many long-lost pill formulas, treasures, and cultivation
techniques.
As the junior disciple of the Scripture Pavilion, Wang Jingyang was naturally not qualified to participate in this matter. However,
a ring that had initially spewed out with light happened to fall into the living quarters of the initiating disciples. Wang Jingyang had just finished his assigned work
and was on his way back to his room.
The moment he picked up the ring, it immediately slipped onto his index finger and simultaneously transformed into his skin, making it undetectable
.
Although he had only just entered the path of cultivation, Wang Jingyang could tell from his first visit that everything before him was
the work of a powerful being. The expert who created this place must have encompassed the entire area within a hundred miles of the palace and then miniaturized it, placing it
inside the ring. It possessed a far greater scope than any other magical treasure he had ever heard of, and the technique was truly astonishing.
With only the Qi Refining stage strength, he naturally couldn't refine such a heaven-defying treasure. However, after more than two months of continuous
entry and exit, he came to a conclusion that left even himself speechless: the content of heaven and earth energy within the ring space was
decreasing.
When he first entered, the concentration of heaven and earth energy was more than twice that of the outside, but now, only two months later, it had
dropped to less than twice that. It seemed that in at most half a year, it would be the same as the outside.
Just as Wang Jingyang was preparing to make the most of his remaining time for cultivation, a soft
sound, like shattering glass, came over.
The mature woman, who had been like Sleeping Beauty, not moving except for breathing, was now
lying on the bed with her jade-like hands, waking up like an ordinary person, and was about to get up.
Wang Jingyang was completely stunned. Similarly, the mature woman who had woken up was also stunned for a moment after seeing Wang Jingyang. Then,
she got off the bed, walked around Wang Jingyang, and then hugged him tightly with a smile.
Wang Jingyang dared not move an inch during the process, for he could tell that whoever created the ring was an incredibly powerful
individual. These two women, placed among them, were likely, perhaps even at a similar level of strength
—meaning they could easily eliminate him with a mere thought.
However, after being kissed and hugged by the mature beauty for some time, observing her innocent smile and affectionate behavior
, Wang Jingyang recalled the chick theory: newly hatched chicks will regard the first one of their
kind as their closest kin.
Having only recently entered the Qi Refining stage, Wang Jingyang, still in the early stages, had extremely limited techniques at his disposal. Only
techniques like the Divine Shaking Technique, whose effects depend entirely on strength, could be used. Therefore, he silently accumulated his meager spiritual energy,
releasing it when the other woman looked at him again.
Surprisingly, without any resistance, the Divine Shaking Technique easily entered her sea of consciousness. In the cultivation realm,
the initial stages involve Qi cultivation, followed by body tempering, and finally, opening the sea of consciousness. Passing these three stages leads to Foundation Establishment. A mature woman possessing
a sea of consciousness signifies that she has surpassed Wang Jingyang by at least two major realms.
The mental energy of the Shaking God Technique, for a boy who hasn't yet opened his sea of consciousness, can only transmit limited
information at close range. Right now, Wang Jingyang's mental energy feels like he's entered an extremely vast world. He vaguely senses that the woman's
sea of consciousness is vast and boundless. He completely cannot comprehend how much divine consciousness is needed to fill such a vast sea of consciousness
. It far exceeds anything described in the scriptures he has encountered.
However, the most peculiar thing is that the woman's sea of consciousness is almost empty, containing only a tiny, almost imperceptible trace of divine consciousness
. Only now does Wang Jingyang realize how lucky he is. If the woman hadn't exhausted her divine consciousness, even if
it were only one in a billion, the result of the Shaking God Technique hitting her would have been like throwing an egg at the exterior wall of a skyscraper—it
would have shattered.
In reality, the woman's cherry lips parted slightly, her gentle and kind voice extremely pleasant to hear, but Wang Jingyang couldn't understand
her language at all. Seeing that Wang Jingyang didn't move, the woman, like a child, put her finger to her lips
, tilted her head and thought for a moment, then smiled and tapped Wang Jingyang's forehead.
Suddenly, a new language appeared in Wang Jingyang's mind, including not only pronunciation but also the structure
and meaning of characters. Clearly, the woman had used a technique he couldn't understand to instill her language into Wang
Jingyang.
"Hug." That was what the woman had just said, completely like a child's behavior.
After understanding the meaning, Wang Jingyang naturally reached out and hugged her, while also fully enjoying
the beauty of the woman's mature body, and secretly feeling helpless for his young body.
"Who are you? Do you know who I am?" Wang Jingyang spoke while maintaining the connection with the psychic threads.
Although the language was newly learned, the direct instillation was no less effective than learning it with effort, and there were no obstacles in using it.
"I don't know." The woman, already an adult, hugged the boy, who was a head shorter than her, their cheeks
rubbing against each other.
Seeing this, Wang Jingyang instinctively thought of amnesia. Perhaps these two women had been sealed and asleep
for too long, their memories fading over the years, leaving only instinctive cultivation techniques and spells
.
But this wasn't good news for Wang Jingyang. The strands of mental energy still in the woman's sea of consciousness were lost
in the vast ocean of consciousness. Finally, he could only grit his teeth and make a decision: to rush downwards, towards the source of divine consciousness
.
If the sensations captured by mental energy or divine consciousness were considered eyesight, then Wang Jingyang only possessed a
tiny point capable of sensing light, a very long road before becoming eyes. It was precisely because his senses were still so
weak that he was so shocked when he learned the source of the woman's divine consciousness.
If this strand of mental energy was human, then the source of the mature woman's divine consciousness was the Pacific Ocean—a nearly
dried-up Pacific Ocean.
Originally, after realizing he was lost in the other person's sea of consciousness, Wang Jingyang was prepared to abandon this strand of mental energy. However
, before losing it, he wanted to take a gamble and see if he could allow his own strand of mental energy to enter it. Even if it would eventually
decompose, this way he could corrupt the mature woman's consciousness, making her inexplicably under his control.
Under the pressure of the source of her sea of consciousness, the strand of mental energy vibrated continuously, finally exploding silently into
fragments of mental energy.
If it were a normal cultivator, with the constant flow of consciousness surging from the source of their sea of consciousness, they would naturally be immune to being corrupted and controlled
, because the inexhaustible flow of consciousness would eliminate all foreign influences. But the mature woman's situation was completely different
. Her empty sea of consciousness was directly affected by the fragments of mental energy. Although it seemed insignificant due to the immense size of her sea of consciousness
, over time, the corrupted consciousness would change the mature woman, making her absolutely obedient to Wang Jingyang
's words.
Part Two:
The strength of the first level of Qi Refining might be seen by mortals as a significant symbol of embarking on the path to immortality, but in
the entire cultivation world, it is absolutely at the very bottom. Countless individuals from various sects can easily crush it, because the
first level of Qi Refining merely signifies successful entry into the cultivation path.
"My own strength is weak; the so-called 'five weaklings' is probably what I am now..." Having abandoned the arduous process of cultivating...
The strands of psychic energy he had formed didn't cause the excruciating pain of a legendary master losing their consciousness. When the strands finally exploded
, it wasn't any worse than plucking a hair.
"What's wrong?" Looking at the boy she considered family, the mature woman directly asked him her innermost
question.
"Nothing, just sadness for my own incompetence." Pressing his forehead,
Wang Jingyang sighed, realizing he was currently just a weakling with a combat power of only five. He then sat down
on the bed where the mature woman had been lying.
As he lowered his right hand, the touch of paper interrupted his self-pity. He pulled it out and found it was
a letter.
The mature woman, who had been sitting quietly beside him, burst into tears upon seeing the words on the envelope
. "Why...why do I want to cry...To Yu Su...Yu Su is...is...
who is she?" Overwhelmed with emotion, the woman, just awakened from her slumber, uttered a long, complete sentence. Though stammering
, it was clear that her verbal memories were rapidly resurfacing under the stimulation.
The eleven-year-old boy reached out and touched her head; the comfort from her closest loved one
warmed the empty heart of the mature woman.
"Leave the letter with me for now. I'll tell you the contents after I've read it." Wang Jingyang had naturally seen
the words on the envelope, and he deduced that Yu Su was the woman's name. Perhaps the letter was left by the powerful being who created the ring,
or perhaps the ring itself was specially crafted to seal the two of them.
She didn't answer, but the mature woman nodded while wiping away her tears. Although her source of consciousness had been corrupted by the other person
, Wang Jingyang's meager mental power, even ground to powder, wouldn't be enough to cover the source of her consciousness. However, the other person was
the first person she saw after waking up, and the only one present in her blank memories, so naturally she wouldn't object.
“It’s about time, I need to leave for a while.” After pulling her into his arms, Wang Jingyang whispered in her ear
, “When I’m not here, just stay here, okay?”
The mature woman looked lonely upon hearing this, her red lips opening and closing several times before finally uttering a short
reply. “You…you must come see me more often.”
The two held hands, and if it weren’t for the difference in height and age, they would definitely be mistaken for an extremely intimate
couple. Now, they resembled a young mother with her young son, the mother reluctant to part, almost crying
. Although neither of them knew each other’s names, fortunately, Wang Jingyang had told her his name before leaving
.
Looking back at the palace and the stone slab standing at the main entrance, Wang Jingyang, having received the relevant linguistic inheritance,
already understood the palace’s name—the Palace of Supreme Immortals—but he still couldn’t figure out where it came from.
The stone slab also bore the inscription 'Stone Creation Stone,' the purpose of which was unclear, but it was certainly not decoration.
After leaving the ring and returning to his hut, Wang Jingyang quickly cleaned up and left
to read the letters he had brought out.
Back in his room, sitting in a chair, Wang Jingyang sighed softly. Having almost finished reading the letters, he
understood who the two women in the ring's space were. They were the wife and daughter of a cultivator known as 'The Only One,'
but because he faced a powerful enemy with no chance of survival, he had sealed them away.
"The Only One… I feel like I've seen that name somewhere before…" Just as the boy's mind was still racing, he saw
the last words of the letter: 'The affairs of the Immortal Realm will be handled by Immortal Venerable Nahu; there is no need to worry.'
He stood up as if struck by lightning.
"The Great Dao is my only path!" the boy muttered to himself. "No way... it's really that
powerful? The last Immortal Emperor of the Primordial Era, the 'One and Only Immortal Emperor,' was also the first Immortal Emperor of the human race. Some even say he
was the strongest Immortal Emperor since the beginning of time."
In this cultivation world, the One and Only Immortal Emperor's historical status was similar to that
of Qin Shi Huang, the First Emperor, before Wang Jingyang won the transmigration prize. However, the image of the One and Only Immortal Emperor passed down through generations was much more positive.
"The Immortal Venerable Nahu... he must be the first Immortal Emperor Nahu from the Primordial Era, right?" When Wang Jingyang first entered the cultivation world
, he spent a lot of effort reading history, not only to strengthen his understanding of the new language but also to
help him integrate into this world.
If the One and Only Immortal Emperor was the beginning of the human race's prosperity, then the Immortal Emperor Nahu was the greatest driving force behind it
, and like the One and Only Immortal Emperor, he was a historical figure in the cultivation world.
Having understood what information he needed, Wang Jingyang put the letter away. Although he had considered destroying it,
the letter and ink, remnants of the Primordial Era, were of extremely high quality by today's standards. He
planned to keep it and try to decompose and refine it once his weapon-refining skills had improved.
As a disciple of the Scripture Pavilion, searching the books within was far easier for him. Moreover, he was only looking for
historical information, unlike technical books on cultivation, weapon-refining, and alchemy, which required searching according to level.
From the beginning of time, from the chaotic era without life, to the Primordial
Era where all things could cultivate, and then to the subsequent eras where humanity dominated—the Ancient, Prehistoric, and Primordial Eras—humanity almost
single-handedly reigned supreme.
Until the end of ancient times, a cultivator of unparalleled talent finally merged with the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth. He was also
the last Immortal Emperor in the world, because with his supreme cultivation, he gave rise to hundreds of spirit realms and mortal realms.
The Dao he left behind still operates today, hence he is called the Immortal Emperor of the Three Realms.
Much of the information from the Primordial Era has been lost, especially since the human race was a weak race in that era.
The situation only improved after the sole Immortal Emperor reached the pinnacle. Therefore,
the relevant books collected by the Scripture Pavilion, which is only a mid-level sect in the mortal realm, are only briefly mentioned and not detailed.
Night fell again. After completing his evening prayers, Wang Jingyang went to bed early. But after he lay down, he
entered the ring space again. Passing through the main gate of the palace three times in the same day, Wang Jingyang's feelings were completely different
, from ignorance to curiosity, and now to amazement. This completely explains the changes in his heart.
"You've come!" The mature woman—that is, Empress Wang Su—immediately stepped forward after seeing the boy
.
He reached out and embraced the wife of a historical figure, savoring her full, soft breasts. After learning the two women's true
identities, strange and inexplicable thoughts began to surface like endless groundhogs. "Your name, your origins
, and your past—I know them all."
Holding Yu Su Xian, Wang Jingyang strolled with her to the palace's back garden. After sitting together in the central pavilion
, the boy spoke again. "Yu Su is your name."
"So it was me…no wonder…no wonder my heart ached after seeing that letter." Having been conscious
for half a day, although she had lost her past memories, the remaining consciousness within her was beginning to return
. She no longer acted like a child when she first awoke.
"The One and Only Immortal Emperor. Do you remember that title?"
The woman, who had been nestled in the boy's arms, became dazed upon hearing the title of the One and Only Immortal Emperor.
Wang Jingyang didn't need to ask further; her actions alone clearly conveyed the meaning.
"I have no memory of anything, so why does my heart ache so much? Can you tell me why?"
Tears fell again, and she sobbed for help from her loved ones, heartbroken. Wang Jingyang also keenly noticed
that her speech was much smoother and more coherent than before.
Responding with a tighter embrace, Wang Jingyang helped her calm down before speaking again. "
I've looked up a lot of information related to the One and Only Immortal Emperor. Do you want me to tell you first, to see if it helps you remember
anything? If you still can't remember, then I'll tell you directly."
Nodding, Empress Yu Su agreed to his suggestion and let him put his arms around her waist.
"The end of the Primordial Era, we now call that era the Primordial Era." Wang Jingyang whispered in Yu Su's ear ,
recounting his account of the One and Only Immortal Emperor's deeds: "Because of the long time that has passed, there isn't much information left from the Primordial Era.
The most abundant information is about the last One and Only Immortal Emperor of the Primordial Era."
"So long... how long has it been?" Empress Yu Su asked, confused.
With a wry smile, Wang Jingyang couldn't give a proper answer: "I only know that over a hundred million years ago, the Primordial Era
was the beginning of reliable history, the first era with definite records, and an
era where all things in heaven and earth could inquire about the Dao.
"At the end of the Primordial Era, immortals and demons clashed, and the One and Only Immortal Emperor turned the tide, annihilating the demon army." Wang Jingyang paused before
continuing, "The One and Only Immortal Emperor is known as the strongest Immortal Emperor throughout history, which is also related to this war between immortals and demons."
"Every cultivator can leave their strongest emotions, coupled with the vast majority of their strength, in the world. But
it is said that even an Immortal Emperor can only leave them behind once. Related to attachment, it's called obsession; related to battle, it's called
fighting spirit…etc.
"Although I don't know the reason, in that war between immortals and demons, the Immortal Realm only faced the One and Only Immortal Emperor. Even
the Nahu Immortal Emperor, who later became an Immortal Emperor but was still at the Immortal Venerable level back then, only appeared at the very end of the war." At this point, Wang
Jingyang sighed before continuing. "The power of the Immortal Emperor is boundless. After annihilating most of the demon army, the Demon Emperor of that year finally
clashed with him, and the only Immortal Emperor perished in this battle, causing the heavens to collapse."
Empress Yu Su did not utter a sound, but Wang Jingyang, who was holding her, clearly knew that her delicate body was
trembling, and her continuous deep breathing showed that she was extremely excited.
"Just as the Demon Emperor was about to collect the Emperor's corpse, the Immortal Venerable Nahu Immortal Emperor summoned
a wisp of the will left behind by the Only Immortal Emperor. This incomparably powerful will merged with the Emperor's corpse, unleashing strength approaching the peak of an Immortal Emperor
. After severely injuring the Demon Emperor amidst the collapse of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, this unparalleled will disappeared."
"The Demon Realm... has already retreated?"
Shaking his head, Wang Jingyang smiled bitterly, "What happened next is what made all cultivators
regard the Only Immortal Emperor as the strongest Immortal Emperor. This was because the Nahu Immortal Venerable summoned again, drawing out a wisp of the Only Immortal Emperor's
battle intent, which entered the already badly damaged Emperor's corpse.
"The battle intent merged with the Emperor's corpse, unleashing the most peak power of an Immortal Emperor. The situation was as if the Only Immortal Emperor had been resurrected
and returned. Some historical records even say that the collapse of the heavens temporarily stopped when the battle intent reappeared. The final result was that the Demon Emperor was destroyed
and the remaining Demon Army was annihilated."
"However, the matter did not end there. At the end of the war between immortals and demons, the elusive image left behind by the sole Immortal Emperor appeared .
This elusive image forcibly sealed the passage between the two realms with supreme power, ending the war between immortals and demons, and also representing
the end of the Primordial Era."
Without words, Wang Jingyang could imagine the turmoil in the woman's heart. Even though he had no
related memories, his heart naturally reacted to what had just been said.
"Who is he?" After calming down for a while, Yu Su finally asked again, indicating that she
could not recall her original identity.
Her mature and beautiful face, streaked with tears, made the boy unable to resist kissing her cherry lips. Even though he had never
had the experience of kissing a woman in either his past or present life, Wang Jingyang quickly grasped this biological instinct.
"You just need to remember, what happened in the past doesn't matter, the most important thing is the present." Wang Jingyang waited for
a response before speaking, "You were originally the only Immortal Emperor's chamber pot, but over the years, you were gradually
influenced by immortal energy and eventually transformed into human form."
This was, of course, complete nonsense. It all stemmed from the fact that before his transmigration, Wang Jingyang had read an
adult story written by a eunuch, in which the male protagonist implanted a false personality of a 'chamber pot spirit' into the female protagonist's brain. Just as
he was eagerly awaiting the story's development, the author shamelessly abandoned the story and started
writing a new one.
Fortunately, fate was kind to him. Although Wang Jingyang couldn't see the ending due to the transmigration prize
, he now had an opportunity to write a new story himself. Given the noble status of the Jade Empress
, she was clearly a better candidate! The thought of turning the once high and mighty Immortal Empress into a chamber pot spirit
was exciting enough.
"A chamber pot?" Yu Su exclaimed in surprise, "I...I was originally a chamber pot that had become a spirit..." As she spoke,
she kept examining her body.
"There's nothing strange about it. In the primordial era—that's what we call that era now—it was the time when the Great Dao of the Heavens was at its most..."
In a clearly defined time, there was once a giant rock that, having served as the resting place of the True Dragon Clan for a long time, eventually became a
spirit and eventually a Celestial Emperor, known as the Crouching Dragon Celestial Emperor; there was also a celestial herb that, because the True Phoenix Clan had
been incubating their offspring on it for a long time, eventually became the Phoenix Chick Celestial Emperor.
Although Yu Su had lost her memory, she still understood the comforting meaning in his words, and the fact that he didn't let go of her hand
showed that the boy didn't show any disgust because she was a chamber pot that had become a spirit .
Just then, the boy, Wang Jingyang, reached out and lifted Yu Su's smooth chin, kissing her red lips under her surprised gaze
. Once, twice, three times, the continuous light kisses stirred up
the emotions in Yu Su's heart.
"I told you, don't worry about what happened in the past." The boy, who had successfully made her blush, continued
, "If you really can't let go of the fact that you are a chamber pot, then from now on, you will be my personal chamber
pot." "
Having lost her memory due to a long period of sealed slumber, Yu Su still knew what a chamber pot was and
what its purpose was. When she heard that she was originally a chamber pot, she found it hard to believe. However, she couldn't find
any reason why the boy she considered her closest relative would deceive her, so no matter how illogical it seemed, she
chose to believe him.
Due to different social customs, Yu Su had never experienced kissing, and the touch of their lips made her incredibly
shy. But Wang Jingyang's last words gave her a way to vent her chaotic emotions, and she finally nodded, blushing
.
"You are no longer the Yu Su of the past; you can be said to have been reborn into this life." Wang Jingyang
stated the reason he had prepared before entering: "To differentiate yourself from the past, I hope you can have a new name."
"It's up to you to decide," Yu Su replied softly, her heart filled with happiness, hoping for a
closer relationship.
"Chamber pot Yu Su, that doesn't sound very nice." After a pause, feigning thought, Wang Jingyang
spoke, "How about taking 'Ye' as your surname, and your full name as Ye Yusu?"
"Ye Yusu... Ye Yusu..." Muttering her new name, the intelligent Jade Fairy naturally
understood its meaning. However, having already accepted the fact that she was a chamber pot, she didn't find it too objectionable. Besides , the new name
was quite nice, so she naturally accepted it. "Ye Yusu is willing to serve Lord Jingyang as my master, to be his
slave for all eternity, and to never abandon him no matter how circumstances change. " The
sudden oath startled Wang Jingyang, especially since he immediately sensed its effect afterward
. Having lived in the cultivation world for eleven years, he was well aware of the effects and conditions of oaths.
One of these conditions was that the oath-taker must swear using their true name, signifying that Empress Yu Su had relinquished her original human
name and her identity as an empress, willing to begin a new life under the name Ye Yu Su.
Master-slave oaths are mostly forcibly formed by the master with absolute power, or by causing the other to give up
resistance. However, because Ye Yu Su maintained her Immortal Venerable realm,
there was no comparison between her and Wang Jingyang, who was only at the early stage of Qi Refining. Therefore, Ye Yu Su's oath to become Wang Jingyang's servant was something Wang Jingyang
simply could not resist.
However, this master-slave position was established by Ye Yu Su... This is determined by her own strength, and therefore will be strengthened as her strength increases
, meaning she cannot undo it on her own. Unless one day Wang Jingyang can surpass the Immortal Venerable, or at
least reach the Quasi-Emperor level like the legendary Empress Weiyue, it won't be possible.
Is it a blessing or a curse? Wang Jingyang has no way of knowing, nor any ability to stop it. However, for
someone who seeks erotic novels among the various cultivation methods of the cultivation world, there's no
reason not to accept a feast delivered to their door. More importantly, after hearing Ye Yusu's stern and earnest words,
the part of his lower body that hadn't yet entered puberty actually began to react.
His tainted soul, born from Earth's corrupt society, finally awakened its true desires
. The vague, undecided goal of the past was now finally clear.
"Yusu, stand up." "The change in her mindset also influenced Wang Jingyang's attitude.
The master-slave relationship was inherently unequal, and Wang Jingyang's sudden rise in status left Ye Yusu completely
helpless. She obediently and submissively stood up, her timid appearance further arousing the man's
desire to conquer.
"Now, as your master, it is necessary for me to have a comprehensive understanding of you," Wang Jingyang
said in a superior manner. "Take off your clothes immediately so I can examine you properly."
"This...this..." Completely unprepared, Ye Yusu stammered, saying
words she didn't even understand herself.
Wang Jingyang reached out and lifted her chin again, his gaze calm yet firm as he stared at her. "Understanding your
condition is something I must do, understand?" It wasn't just the oath that influenced her; her polluted consciousness and inner
attachment were all reasons for Ye Yusu's obedience.
Blushing and head bowed, Ye Yusu reached out and unbuttoned her clothes, taking off her elegant attire. "
Lord Jingyang...is this...good enough?" "Hands covered her chest and crotch, though she was still wearing a close-fitting
bodice.
'Turn around, face away from me.'
Her fair back was completely exposed to Wang Jingyang's eyes, her body trembling with shame. On her completely naked
back, only thin ropes were tied around her neck and waist.
'Excuse me... is it done?' With questions lingering in her mind, Ye Yusu softly inquired of her loved one.
There was no answer; Wang Jingyang directly reached out and grabbed the ropes of the bodice, untying the knot.
'Huh ?'" "To her surprise, Ye Yusu received the next command. Shyly, she raised her hands and slowly
parted them to the sides; her legs also opened at Wang Jingyang's request, letting her bodice, which she had been using to cover herself, fall down.
The boy's small hands reached out from behind, one grasping her breast, the other caressing her genitals. The still-developing Wang Jingyang
was enjoying the pleasure of a woman's body with his own hands. After calming his agitated emotions, the boy whispered against Ye Yusu's
back, 'Don't dwell on the forgotten past. For you, Ye Yusu, the present
is the most important.'"
“It doesn’t matter if your mind is blank. As long as I’m here, I can create new memories with you.”
Wang Jingyang whispered, caressing Ye Yusu’s delicate body. “Relax, relax your mind and body. No matter when or where
, only my presence exists in your heart, and you will be filled with courage; contact with me will make you feel happy; listening to my
words will be the source of your joy. Therefore, obeying me is the most important thing in your life.”
After the evening lesson, the strands of mental energy that had been condensed again entered Ye Yusu’s vast and boundless
sea of consciousness in the form of a mind-shaking technique. With his experience, Wang Jingyang directly controlled the strands of mental energy to rush towards the source of her consciousness, and finally detonated them again
to enhance the contamination of her sea of consciousness.

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